The title of this post doesn't refer to anything in the post, but is, of course, a Douglas Adams reference. Nothing much happened today at all. I Skyped the FWiB as always, and we talked about an hour. I read The Broken Kingdoms, in fact I'm almost done.
I called Oldest Brother, and as is usual for a Sunday, he called Middle Brother. Middle Brother continues to be doing all right, nothing to report.
I ordered dinner on Seamless, from the place I've been ordering from. Got one of the hamburgers i like, with ham, cheese, bacon, fried onions, and mushrooms. And I got fries with cheese and gravy, and a chocolate egg cream to drink. Horrible calorie-wise I suppose, but oh! so good. Just to make maters worse I had gelato for dessert.
Then I watched the Thurber reading. He's still doing My Years With Ross, which is ok but not as amusing as his other stuff.
Then I poured a glass of the white wine I put in the fridge yesterday, and called the Kid. She was OK, a little depressed, but OK. While I was on the phone with her I multi-tasked and ordered four more boxes of Girl Scout cookies, plus one to donate.
Then I called Oldest Brother, which is when he filled me in on Middle Brother.
And that's the day, nothing more.
1. The FWiB.
2. Oldest Brother is back on his feat.
4. Sweet wine.
5. Seamless delivery.
6. Ice cream.